On September 15 of the eighth year of Chongming, it was a full moon night again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky was already silent, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell to the end of the horizon, but the few beautiful red clouds persisted for a long time, reflecting the magnificent sunset spread out throughout the palace hall, dyeing the jasmine in full bloom and the budding orchid in the palace like crimson light clouds.

The green trees and flowers in the garden are dressed in orange-red clothes, and the kumquat is already ripe, hanging exquisitely on the treetops, like a full moon-shaped lantern, and the Qionghua gradually climbing up the treetops contrasts with each other.

I don't know how many people in the palace are sleepless all night, countless palace lamps, bright candles will reflect the courtyard deeply in the daytime, the blue brick road of the past is now all paved with red felt, the trees on both sides hang red silk, the heavy palaces, the layers of pavilions are all full of lights, the colorful curtains rise and fall in the wind, it seems unprecedented festive.

Xue Gonggong, the head of the Internal Affairs Office, personally supervised and led a team of little eunuchs to inspect the Zhengde Hall and Zhilan Palace, where the ceremony was to be held, and commanded his subordinates to wipe a snow-white silk handkerchief with a snow-white silk handkerchief behind the lampshade to see if there was a little floating soil on it.

Xue Gonggong himself was busy checking whether the paulownia wood on the high ceremonial platform was firm, whether the tables and chairs were properly enclosed, and whether the living quarters of the envoys who watched the ceremony were spacious and comfortable.

Although it has been arranged for many days, and his subordinates are also safe, Xue Gonggong still does not allow a trace of negligence, he personally inspected, and even whether a vase and an ornament are suitable or not, he has done everything in detail.

In the end, she was still not at ease, so she sent Guo Shanggong to see her, and ordered her to carefully admonish the singers and dancers tomorrow, so as not to make them lose their face in front of outsiders.

Guo Shanggong frequently agreed, and he didn't care about greeting Father-in-law Xue more, so he saluted and hurriedly said goodbye: "The auspicious clothes given to Meng Zhaoyi were originally tried earlier. Fang Cai suddenly sent someone to say that because of some fortune recently, his waist seemed tight. The slave and maid have to go to see it first, and if there is anything wrong, they must order Ling Si to correct it on the spot. ”

Meng Zhaoyi's mother relied on her son, raised her eyebrows in the harem, and she had been instructing Guo Shanggong all this time.

Guo Shanggong knew that he had already formed a bond with these two Zhaoyi mothers, and he just wanted to run more errands in exchange for peace and quiet between each other, and he could not delay the great cause of his master's restoration of the Great Zhou.

There is another important thing to do tonight, Guo Shanggong is already lacking in skills, and he is full of disgust with Meng Zhaoyi looking for himself to make trouble halfway. Yesterday, I saw the clothes I tried on, but today I have lost half a point, and no one will believe it when I say it.

It's just that this trumped-up reason is too far-fetched, Guo Shanggong still needs to go on this trip in person to appease the concubine who is about to be promoted.

The whole harem is like a marquee, although there are many palace people coming and going, everyone's face is full of joy, and the walking room is also orderly, and it seems that everywhere is busy but not chaotic.

Tomorrow is about to usher in the first crown prince canonization ceremony since the founding of Xixia, and such a grand and enthusiastic scene is naturally exciting. Although the palace people have been busy for a while, they have all been entrusted by their superiors, knowing that after the ceremony, the palace will definitely be rewarded, until no one complains, and they think about perfection everywhere.

In Zixia Palace and Changchun Palace, the canonization ceremony of the two Zhaoyi Niangniang's promotions tomorrow will be carried out together, and naturally they can't sleep at night. How many red tapes need to go through the motions one by one, just to prepare the clothes and jewelry that need to be worn tomorrow, there is a pile of kang.

Xu Zhaoyi has always been known for her indifference, and when she thinks about the past years, she can't help but caress the smooth satin palace robe of Concubine Yipinxian, and looks at the lifelike colorful embroidered Qingluan on it.

Meng Zhaoyi was holding a child, recalling the nine deaths and life during childbirth, and her heart was full of mixed feelings. Even though Guo Shanggong was anxiously waiting in the flower hall, she still held her son leisurely, humming a soft song softly in her mouth, and looking at her son's black eyes dotingly, no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't put it down.

The night is getting deeper, and compared to the nightless days of silver lights and red candles in the palace, the imperial study is still as solemn as ever. There is no need for Emperor Chongming to worry about tomorrow's canonization ceremony, he is settling down to discuss every detail of tomorrow with Chen Rujun in the imperial study.

On the big wenge wood book case with curly grass and pengya, there is a piece written by Qian Weizhen's eldest son, Qian Wen, on behalf of his father, and he sent it in at the moment before the key was dropped at the palace gate.

Qian Wen was also born in the imperial examination, and an article bloomed splendidly. The words above were sad and reasonable, saying that Qian Weizhen had a sudden heart palpitation this evening, and he was still unconscious when he wrote this letter, and he and his brother Qian Jue had been staying in front of the bed. Qian Wen implored Emperor Chongming to promise Qian Weizhen to take leave from tomorrow and recuperate at home for ten years.

At the end of the recital, Qian Wen repeated a few words for himself: "As a son of man, the minister can't bear to see his father's illness and broken bones, and he can't wait to treat him with his body." I beg Your Majesty to allow the ministers to take a three-day holiday, serve my father in front of the bed, and do my best to bow to the minister, Qian Wen, and thank Longen. ”

Emperor Chongming looked at this letter, as if facing the most clumsy lie, as if he had seen the ugly face of the collusion of the Qian father and son. He smiled and handed the open fold to Chen Rujun: "Brother-in-law, look, I probably want to take advantage of the busy palace tomorrow, and his father and son are going to have a golden cicada to come out of their shells, right?" ”

Qian Weizhen met with Su Duhan and Su Guangfu in private, so naturally he couldn't avoid the secret agents of Qianlong Wei. If Qian Weizhen still has any scruples at this time, he is probably most concerned about the safety of his children.

Qian Gui settled in Yunnan and thought he was at ease, but in fact, he was always under the surveillance of those dead soldiers in the dark night of Gu Chenxiao. The dispute in Kangnan Huitong Money Village could not be resolved in one day, and the silver ticket she brought could only be painted to satisfy hunger.

All this Emperor Chongming and Chen Rujun waited for news from Xia Yuzhi, but Qian Weizhen was kept in the dark. With the "good name" of Qian Fox, Qian Weizhen is very good at camping, and has already left a way out for his daughter, he frequently meets Su Duhan and Su Guangfu at this time, and the most likely is related to his son's safety.

The secret path map that Xia Yuzhi retrieved from Old Man Zhou explained very well that Su Guangfu could be unaware every time he entered and exited the imperial city.

In addition to the secret passage out of the city in the hands of Old Taijun Xia, there are two other places painted on it, both of which are hidden in the slightest noticeable place, but I don't know which one Su Guangfu holds in his hand.

Emperor Chongming and Chen Rujun thought about it again and again, and the most likely thing was that Qian Weizhen reached a deal with the Millennium Sect, and tomorrow he would use the Millennium Sect to send his son out of the city, and he would take a ten-year vacation to delay time for his son.

Qian Weizhen is different from Liu Ben, Liu Ben is guilty of fornicating with the Millennium Sect, instigating Jiang Liu, harboring Fushou ointment, and vainly attempting to kill Chen Xinhua, and he can issue an order to take people after only a few days.

Qian Weizhen is different, all his actions are in the dark, and now the only thing that can be held accountable is that his subordinates are not strict and did not detect the fact that his subordinates are greedy for ink, which is not enough to constitute a capital crime.